The old man's eyes were so sharp, as sharp as a sharp blade, and he looked directly at Nancheng Xun, so that he had nowhere to hide.

His words were so weak, but they were so direct.

Nancheng Xun stared at the figure floating in front of him with wide eyes, what he was most afraid of facing! It actually happened.

"Master......" His dark eyes flickered, and he murmured faintly: "Even if you want to stop me, I won't change my original intention, you disappear!" ”

His hand touched his waist, and with a bang, he drew a shiny soft sword and stabbed at the virtual blurred figure of the old man in front of him.

I saw that the sword pierced through the old man's heart and chest, but he was unharmed, as if it had stabbed a picture of nothingness.

Nancheng frowned, stunned and exerted his strength again, still the sword stabbed out of his hand only felt light, and he didn't feel anything.

"You're going to kill her as a teacher? Xun'er, are you really ruthless? The old man's face was slightly angry, he glanced at the pierced soft sword in his chest, stared at him in disbelief, and smiled bitterly: "You will regret it, and one day you will find that everything you did was wrong." She's going to destroy you, and if you don't believe it, just wait! That day will come soon...... The master will see the pain you look like. ”

"Don't say it again...."Before the old man's words were finished, Nancheng Xun panicked, roared angrily, withdrew his soft sword, a look of grief flashed in his eyes, his body was vain, and he took a few steps back.

He didn't want to hear it.

I really don't want to hear it.

The figure of the old man gradually dissipated, and the mid-air in the dark passage instantly turned into nothingness, forming a cold wind that swept over Nancheng Xun's body.

The cold breath tightly enveloped Nancheng and made him breathless.

None of this is true?

It's just an illusion, and the scene just now must be the demon that I am most afraid of in my heart, so my consciousness is naturally formed.

What just happened was an illusion, not reality.

He closed his eyes, slowly calming his irritable mood and comforting himself.

"Southtown Smoked ......"

A weak voice sounded in my ears again.....

Nancheng Xungang's calm mood was interrupted abruptly in an instant, he suddenly opened his eyes, the sword in his hand was almost crushed, and his palms were filled with cold sweat.

"Nancheng Smoked ....."

The voice sounded softly again..... It's so soft, it's so gentle.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked ahead, a charming and beautiful smiling face, the peach blossom eyes rippled with a touch of amorous, she was so bent eyebrows, hazy and tender black eyes, looking directly at him, the smile on the corner of her lips was bewitching and dazzling.

She's calling him, she's laughing at him.

That smile, that look, is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

"..... of the Ink Palace"

Nancheng Xun seemed to have been hit by a Gu, and took a step towards the phantom floating in the air.

His hand gently caressed her beautiful cheeks, the touch touched her smooth and fair skin like a real thing, she blinked her beautiful eyes, and the smile on her lips was rippling, like the spring breeze of this season, which made people want to have it.

"It's not a dream! Do you smile at me? You tell me? Isn't this an illusion? Is it real? ”

His voice trembled slightly, staring at her tenderly, reaching out to hug her.

"Your Majesty, don't go over ....."

Suddenly, a rapid and familiar voice sounded in his ears, and his arm was pulled hard behind him, and he suddenly woke up.

When he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils opened slightly, his eyes slowly drooped, and less than one step away from his eyes, there was a deep pit on the ground of his feet, and the deep bottom below was full of dense knife tips, and he was only one step away from it, and he stepped on the air and fell.

And the hand behind him that was tightly tugging on his arm, the man also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's fine! It's okay! The person who spoke was Bei Nianchen, who was standing behind Nan Chengxun.

Nan Chengxun's face was full of consternation, he turned sideways, tightened his eyebrows and stared at Bei Nianchen who was dragging him, his eyes swept around, but he still didn't see that delicate shadow, his heart panicked inexplicably, and he asked anxiously: "Where is the Mo Palace?" Where did she go? ”

Why didn't you see her there?

Bei Nianchen's face darkened when he heard this, he lowered the hand that was dragging his arm, and said slowly: "This king doesn't know, just now it became dark in the blink of an eye, if it wasn't for this king scratching his hand, he might still be immersed in psychedelia, but when this king opened his eyes consciously, he only saw you alone, and saw you walking towards the trap step by step, and this king stopped you in time." You may not know that this array is called a psychedelic array, or it can be said to be a soul dementorship, and people who have been hit by the spell can see what they least want to see and who they want to see the most. ”

Hearing him say this, Nan Chengxun's mind instantly sobered up, and indeed as Bei Nianchen said, the things he least wanted to see and the people he wanted to see the most appeared.

The pictures that appear in the illusion are all hallucinations of oneself, and they are not real.

It's all because of his own demons, so he can't extricate himself from this illusion, but fortunately, Bei Nianchen suddenly appeared and grabbed him and let him break the spell, otherwise he walked with his footsteps and fell into the trap, and there was only one way to die.

Nancheng Xun thought for a while, lowered his eyes slightly, and cautiously observed the surroundings, the environment and situation at this time were still exactly the same as at the beginning, that is, in the dark passage that they walked together at the beginning, the road behind them was completely blocked by the wall, and only the front one was still unimpeded. But there is a deep pit under your feet, and you can continue to move forward as long as you jump over it.

He stared sharply at the entrance and exit of the Yongdao in front of him, and was silent for a long time before he spoke in a deep voice: "We have already dispersed, and the most important thing now is to find the Mo Palace, and not let her fall into the hands of the emperor of the dynasty." Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee that something else would happen?

Or did she happen exactly the same thing as herself? What should I do if I fall into a trap too?

As long as I thought that she would be able to do Chinese surgery, or that she would be captured by Long Fei, I was very uneasy, and I was very flustered.

After he finished speaking, his eyes directly jumped over the trap in front of him, and Bei Nianchen's mind was the same as him, fortunately, the trap was not wide, and he could cross it in one step.

Both of them were silent, but they were unusually vigilant, careful, and afraid that such psychedelic tricks would be tricked again.

Nan Chengxun's whole body tensed, and he walked in front keenly and cautiously, and Bei Nianchen followed him behind.

As long as you pass by the back road, there will be a wall on the back road to block the back road, until the road in front of you gets colder and colder, and the cold wind that began to disappear will sweep in again.

There was a cold chill, like falling into an ice cellar.

After the inexplicable sudden psychedelic surgery at the beginning, Nancheng Xun was very careful this time, kept an extra eye, held the soft sword in his hand, raised his hand high, walked through the Yongdao, his hand was placed horizontally, and he used the sword to make a hissing sound on the wall.

No matter how you walk ahead, it feels like it's very far, and you can't get through.

Later, the more you walked, the narrower it became, until the back walls were covered with hoarfrost, no wonder it got colder and colder.

Bei Nianchen has no internal strength, he has not eaten for nearly three days, he is very weak, and this cold wind and coldness make him even more unbearable.

As he walked, his feet became weak, and he fell straight down.

"No, this king can't walk." He sat on the ground, panting, and seemed to be overdrawn from his entire body.

Nancheng Xun paused when he heard the footsteps, turned sideways, and caught a glimpse of Bei Nianchen sitting on the ground with a pale face, and pulled him up with a back hand, his face impatient: "If you can't walk, you have to go." ”

Bei Nianchen was dragged by him and clamped on his shoulder, and was forcibly dragged by him to continue walking.

He didn't want to waste his time here.

Nothing could stop him from going to Mo Gongyin.

If you don't see her for a moment, he won't stop for a moment.

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him at this time, he has to break through.

The cold wind in the front of the gushing road was bitterly cold, and the two of them seemed to be in an ice coffin.

The further you go, the narrower the gaps and spaces on both sides of the channel, and even the middle hoarfrost that began to appear around the periphery is now directly layer upon layer of ice.

"What the hell is this a hallucination? Or is it real? Bei Nianchen was shivering with cold, his consciousness gradually blurred, stepping on the white snow on his feet, he really felt cold, this cold was about to destroy him.

Nancheng Xun is no better, on the one hand, he keeps condensing his internal force to convey it to Bei Nianchen to protect his life, and on the other hand, he has to maintain a cautious state at all times and drag him forward.

Finally, when I reached the end, I found that there was no road in front of me at all, but a narrow wall, and the same was true behind me. And the chill around him is getting stronger and stronger, even if Nancheng smokes martial arts at this time, no matter how deep the martial arts are, but this chill Xiao Xiao's coldness makes his physical strength almost to the limit.

The Bei Nianchen hanging on his body was already frozen, his hands and feet began to be numb, his mind was muddy, and he was completely unconscious and unresponsive.

"Lord Xian...."Nancheng Xun put the unconscious Bei Nianchen on the ground, and transported the internal force to him.

Time passed minute by minute, Bei Nianchen was still groggy and didn't wake up.

Nancheng Xun was really anxious this time, and he was really annoyed.

There is no way back and forth, in this small space, the cold temperature is getting lower and lower, and if you stay any longer, you will die of oxygen loss in this impermeable dark passage!

has been constantly losing internal strength to protect Bei Nianchen's heart, and he is exhausted, and he can no longer exert his strength.

He looked around, and in addition to the thick ice that had accumulated on the walls around him, and his feet were covered with snow, but it was already starting to freeze as the temperature dropped.

What to do?

Is this an illusion? Or did you really walk into the ice cellar?

The layout of the dragon clan is in Mo Gongyin's hands, and he doesn't know the relevant structure and layout of the dragon clan at all.

He also completely lost his sense of direction at this time, and he didn't know where he was now, where he was trapped!

Mo Gongyin is also lost?

Bei Nianchen was also so cold that he curled up in a ball on the ground, and there was no reaction.

Nancheng Xun is also very cold, but he doesn't have time to worry about the cold.

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